by jessica Jan 20, 2005
category :
Love, romance /
lost love
I'm in my tub taking a bath, i feel the tub i think about you and your lies and what you say to me so i cut cut cut. My tub is full of blood not water i have no reason to live cause of the mean things you say to me. so i slowly die in my own blood, drowning on it's sour hatred taste , i shall not see you again or anyone. |